Hua Tieshou had made becoming Qing Chen's personal disciple his lifelong ambition, and his resolve never wavered.
More than thirty years ago, the affair of Gongsun Yang's sunken ship had caused an uproar, and Hua Tieshou had provided corroborating evidence.
His exceptional courage and outstanding ability had caught Xu Jiuling's attention, earning him a position. From then on, he had begun to distinguish himself in the Condensed Jade Sect.
Afterward, he had traveled far and wide, accumulating considerable resources;
His luck had been fairly good as well. He had obtained some secret techniques for Foundation Establishment and, by a stroke of fortune, broken through to that realm.
This breakthrough had made Xu Jiuling value him even more and entrust him with important duties.
Hua Tieshou had started out as a demonic cultivator of humble origins. Through his own tireless efforts and a few fortuitous opportunities, he had attained considerable proficiency in the "Green-Robed Demonic Art."
Now, Green Baleful Demonic Qi faintly emanated from his body. He had just entered the Foundation Establishment middle stage;
He had also performed impressively during the past two or three years of warfare.
At that moment, Hua Tieshou abruptly raised his voice and thundered, "Don't try to use a Golden Core Dharma Master to intimidate me!"
"The Condensed Jade Sect has strict rules of its own! To garrison an island, you must have written dharma orders, a jade writ, and a magic seal!"
"Do you have a joint written order from Hall Vice Lord Xin and Elder Xuan Zhen? Do you have Deputy Sect Master Qing's Jun Decree?"
"If you cannot produce them, don't dream of setting so much as half a step through these gates! Not unless you step over my head!"
Dharma Master Xingchi looked up and saw demonic qi surging around Hua